fic: detect my sudden existence on your sonar

I'm not here, I'm still in Pittland writing fic.

Fic: detect my sudden existence on your sonar (25840 words) by Lirazel
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Pitt (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Melissa "Mel" King/Frank Langdon
Characters: Melissa "Mel" King, Frank Langdon, Samira Mohan
Additional Tags: Post-Season/Series 01, Divorced Frank Langdon, Pining, Mutual Pining, (though mel doesn't know that), no seriously this is just mel pining and lusting for 20k+ words and thinking it's unrequited, Until suddenly it isn't, You Have Been Warned, this ship was made for pining, "never look away" by vienna teng, my mel&samira bffs agenda, santos is ready to kill a man, and we can have a little, mel and langdon are drift compatible, as a treat, god this got long, but there's just a lot going on in mel's head okay?
Summary:

She couldn’t say, I’m trying to figure out a way to live with all this longing, and in the meantime, I’m embarrassed and a little bit resentful. Not out loud.

Or:

Mel thought everything would get easier when he came back. Instead, it's a new kind of torture.

fic: absence of cause or excuse

Also I forgot to link to this after reveals!

Title: absent of cause or excuse (8789 words) by Lirazel
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin & Jiang Yanli & Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian
Characters: Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin, Jiang Yanli, Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Marriage of Convenience - Marriage For Protection, solving plot problems with marriage
Summary:

“I’ve got an idea,” A-Cheng says finally. Then, with effort: “About A-Xian.”

“Tell me,” Jiang Yanli says.

“It’s crazy.” He hasn’t looked at her since he sat down, but now he glances at her out of the corner of his eyes, like he’s gauging her reaction.

She laughs, a little laugh. “It’s A-Xian,” she says, spreading her hands as though that explains everything. (It does. Nothing has ever been orthodox, not with A-Xian.)

The corner of A-Cheng’s mouth jerks up, but the smile doesn’t quite bloom. He shakes his head, the lock of hair falling back down to brush against his cheekbone. “What if I—” Shakes his head again, pulls his shoulders back like he’s pulling on his Zongzhu robes. “I’m going to marry him.”

 

 

-or-

Let's fix everyone's problems through marriage. Chengxian-style!